Saralyn visited the doctor’s office today for her 4 month well baby visit. Here’s the stats:
She’s 18 pounds 6 ounces.
27 1/2 inches long.
16 1/2 inches around her head.
In terms of percentiles for the height and weight she’s between the 110th and 115th. Her head size is in the 75th. Clinically speaking, she’s freakin’ HUGE!
But she’s a healthy whale of a kid, though. She was bright eyed and bushy tailed for the doctor and was just the best baby ever. Even when she got her shots…
Those shots… Oh how I hate those shots. I mostly hate being bullied into giving her SO many shots at the same time. I wanted her to get 2 shots today and 2 more in a month from now, but they hemmed and hawed and talked me into letting her have the whole mess today. She got a total of 3 shots and one oral vaccine. Each of the shots had multi vaccines. I worry. I really do. I just don’t know what this could possibly do to her little body. It seems like too much.
At the moment, she is sleeping by her daddy on the couch. She seems OK, but I’m still worried. This seems like the definition of motherhood for me these days. White knuckle everything till… um… forever? I need to think on these things more. Then maybe I will be troubled less.